-Dazai x Fem!Reader-
(Trope:Friends to Lovers)
Content may contain mentions of sexual/suggestive actions, violence (including abuse), language, suicide, and concerns around mental health
Ever since the Mafia days,here you were in the Armed Detectiv...
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Second Person POV
"I've heard that complaint a million times, more importantly about this attack. Who are they?"Oda asked he was curious to know though you think that one day being curious will kill. As he now had his back both facing yours. "Look at his waist. He's slinging an old pistol, see? It's called a Graugeist. Given its an old European pistol,it has low firing rate and accuracy. So it only serves as in fire warning shots in alleyways like these. It's probably some sort of emblem for them of some sort, indicating who they are."Explaining it to him as he turned to face your backs.
"And who are they?" He asked again "Mimic." "Mimic?"He repeated he wanted to know no it was more like he had the urge and need to know. "I'm still investigating the specifics. But maybe we'll find something out from the fact they had a sniper watching Anglo's room."Dazai spoke looking over at you nodding, meaning to let him take over with the explaining. "They wanted to retrieve this safe." Oda stated turning to now face him holding a small box
"Safe?"Dazai turned as well. "It was in Ango's room. But there's no key, so I can't open it."He explained to us. "Oh, that?" Dazai pulled out what appeared to be a bobby pin twisting it out of its original shape "Let me try." Oda handed him the box letting the executive do is lock picking. "Opened it." The box made a small click opening it to reveal the same old gun that the hooded men had been carrying. "Oi! Why? You said this was like their emblem a sign of who they are... If Ango has on, it means..."He trailed off speaking in a more angered tone.
This would be the only time you would use your ability to hear the thinking of his mind. "This alone is inconclusive. Ango may have taken this from them, or they may have planted this to implicate him."Dazai concluded which you had your doubts about this all together. "But Odasaku. I'll tell you this one thing I've noticed. Yesterday when we were drinking at the bar, Ango said he was back from a deal, remember? That's probably a lie." The executive shut the safe closed.
"What do you mean."Acting as if you weren't thinking the same as he was. "You saw his bag right? From top to bottom, it had cigarettes, a folding umbrella, a camera and his prized antique watch. The umbrella had been used and wrapped up in cloth. And his work was to Tokyo where it had rained."Dazai explained himself. "So his umbrella was wet because it was raining where he went. What's odd about that?"Oda asked, he's in denial.
